CHAPTER ONE
I DO NOT OWN FNAF, OR ANY CHARACTERS IN IT. SCOTT CAWTHON DOES.
RATED T
It is time. The other two animatronics are asleep. Freddy roughly grabs Chica's arm as always. It's good the other animatronics hadn't noticed the pieces missing from her suit and endoskeleton... Freddy pushes her to the floor. " Do you know what pain you caused me? You took him away from me! My sweet Bonnie! He was mine!" "I-" She manages to get out before he hits her. He gets angry from that one little word. "SHUT UP! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO SPEAK, FREAK!"
He pulls at her right arm. He manages to pull off the frame, and grins at the oil leaking out. "You know, I've always hated you.." Tears threaten to spill out of her eyes, but she knows if she even lets out one tear, it'll get worse. This has been going on for about two weeks already. "Hey, guess what? Hope you don't miss your voice box..The children already hated your backup vocals, anyways.." His face displays a cheshire grin as he plunges his arm into her throat to gather the mentioned voice box.
In the corner of the room, Bonnie's eyes snap open. His eyes spend a few seconds adjusting, but he can hear Freddy muttering something. He doesn't feel Chica by his side, which was strange considering she always goes into sleep mode next to him.. Once his eyes adjust, he sees a broken down Chica, with Freddy hovering over her.. He was tearing out parts.. "F- Freddy…?" He utters out, although he is afraid.. Freddy gasps and looks up. "O- Oh.. Hello, Bonnie.." If animatronics could sweat, the whole floor would be damp. "W- What happened to Chica..?" He asks confused.
"Oh, um nothing.." He lies. "Hey, we should go to sleep mode again, soon.. It's almost 6:00" Freddy abandons Chica, who is now unconcious, and sits next to Bonnie.